When I worked in a steakhouse in the early 2000s, our manager would "punish" us for forgetting our nametags by making us one. We also had to introduce ourselves by this name.
I still have my one-and-only punishment name tag that my manager specially hand-printed in extra large font and all caps on the DYMO.
GERALDINE.
(It was extra funny to me, because sometimes my mom would call me that when I was little and being sassy...)